This weekend I:

  • met my mom’s boyfriend’s family
  • enjoyed myself, because blogging about things before they happen gives you superpowers that render you impervious to awkward
  • ate cranberry sauce & stuffing
  • wished I had a tofurkey, and planned to make one for Christmas
  • watched the first snowfall of the year drift down onto the prairies
  • started a 15 day cleanse
  • did yoga
  • had a bit of a melt down
  • cried a silly amount
  • let Mister help to patch me back together
  • made lists of everything I have burning in my mind (surprise! It was a number of handwritten pages, no wonder I’ve been going crazy)
  • wrote out solutions to everything I could solve
  • scheduled solving things into my planner
  • grouped & categorized everything I couldn’t solve
  • wrote out things that would make be feel better about each of those items
  • crossed out things I need to let go
  • got out my winter jackets & clothes
  • had a hot bath and made tea
  • started to feel better

This (Canadian) thanksgiving I am thankful for the people in my life who seek me out, for everyone who shared their family stories that made me feel infinitely better about life, and for working through all of it.

And for my husband who, when I was in the throes of tears & despair the other night, looked at me with great compassion and said, “Oh Kyla, I’m so sorry. Sometimes I forget that I was your age when we started dating.” and hugged me.

Thank goodness for him & thank you for you.

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